dj fantasy camp - beauty bar edition
The most amazing thing about Denver’s incarnation of the famed Beauty Bar chain is also one of the least obvious. For newcomers. First timers. People who don’t know what the space once looked like. Felt like. Smelt like. The former tenant, “Snake Pit” was such a disgusting dive a better name for it would have been “Snake’s Arm Pit.”
It was rank. Dark. Dirty, and not in a good way. What was once a decent hang out for cheap ladies night drinks and 80’s dance offs gradually descended into a hornets nest of belligerent thugs and feminazi punks just itchin for a fight.
Think I’m joking? Snake Pit will (hopefully) forever stand as the only place I almost got my lights punched out. By a girl. Who mistook my smile in her girlfriend’s general direction as a sexual advance so brazen, she was forced to defend her honor. Or would have. If I hadn’t run off into the night, never to return to Snake Pit again.
Okay. So now you have a mental picture of what Snake Pit was like. Read the story »
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